Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14062 It really can't be stopped

The man in white roared, his voice distorted by fear and rage, like the desperate howl of a wounded beast:

"Hehe, interesting, interesting. Although you can't beat Jian Jue, your strength is indeed stronger than mine. After all, I can't help it, I am the weakest of all the white-robed divine envoys."

As he spoke, he stared intently at the young demon king, his eyes filled with expectation and pleading, as if he were grasping at the last straw, hoping to find a flaw or hesitation in the young demon king's eyes.

"But can your crippled body really hold out until you kill me?"

The man in white revealed a mocking smile, a smile tinged with a hint of luck and provocation.

He tried to use such words to disturb the young demon king's mind and buy himself a chance to survive.

The figure of the young demon king slowly solidified in the spot where the man in white had been. His figure was as steady as a mountain, as if no power in the world could shake him.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand was pointed diagonally into the void, and a drop of dark golden divine blood was slowly dripping from the tip of the spear.

The divine blood seemed to have a life of its own, rising in wisps of chaotic energy from the void. This chaotic energy spread out, blurring the surrounding void.

The young demon king tilted his head slightly, and a very soft, cold sneer seemed to come from under his hood.

That sneer was like an icy blade in the cold wind, carrying an indifference as if looking down on an ant, as if the man in white was nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes, not worth a second glance.

"threaten me?"

The young demon king's voice was eerily calm, without the slightest ripple or fluctuation, like the still surface of a lake before a storm.

Each word was like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate, crisp yet carrying a chilling coldness, piercing straight into the white-robed man's heart, making him shiver involuntarily.

The man in white's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He raised his hand to wipe the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth, which looked particularly glaring against his pale face.

"I admit I underestimated you. It was my mistake to be able to find so many people to help you."

His voice was somewhat hoarse, carrying a hint of resentment and frustration.

He originally thought that he could easily defeat the young demon king with his strength and methods, but he did not expect that the other party was prepared and had brought many helpers, which put him in such a passive situation.

"Ah……"

A faint sigh escaped from beneath the young demon king's hood, seemingly piercing through eternity, carrying an indescribable emotion. Upon closer listening, it was a hint of... disappointment.
The young demon king slowly raised the God-Slaying Spear in his hand, his movements slow and steady, as if he were performing a solemn ceremony.

The spear tip locked onto the white-clad man's terrified heart once more. The gaze, sharp as a tangible blade, made the white-clad man feel as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"You're also looking for people, aren't you? Why don't we just have a fight without relying on anyone else..."

The young demon king's voice suddenly turned fierce, like a cold wind sweeping across the starry sky, icy and bone-chilling, "If you have the guts, let's fight one-on-one!"

The last word fell like a judgment incantation, freezing the surrounding air.

"die!"

The young demon king uttered this cold word as if it were an ultimatum from the Grim Reaper.

"laugh!"

The God-Slaying Spear has moved!
No, to be precise, it was the young demon king who made a move!

He merged with the God-Slaying Spear, transforming into a bolt of extinction purple lightning that pierced through all realms and tore through eternity!

Its speed was so fast that it transcended the boundaries of time and space, making it impossible for the naked eye to detect its trajectory.

In that instant, it was as if he had broken all the rules and constraints of the world and become the only being in the universe.

Where the gun is pointed, there is an absolute death sentence; anything that stands in its way will be ruthlessly destroyed.

"Divine messenger, step back!"

At the critical moment, a loud shout rang out like a thunderclap, standing out abruptly in the extremely tense atmosphere.

The warrior clad in ancient bronze armor, who had been silently guarding the white-robed man, suddenly took a step forward.

His footsteps pounded heavily on the void, as if he wanted to shatter it.

His aura was as solid and imposing as an ancient divine mountain, giving people a sense of indestructibility.

The martial artist's eyes widened, flashing with a resolute light, and his bulging muscles instantly swelled up, like dragons swimming across his body.

Countless ancient and mysterious runes lit up on the bronze armor, shimmering with an eerie light as if they contained boundless power.

He clenched his right fist, pouring all his power, laws, and even his burning primordial essence into this punch without reservation.

This punch embodied his life's cultivation and will; it was the strongest strike he unleashed to protect the man in white.

The punch was thrown silently, yet it carried a terrifying will to create something from nothing and reshape the universe!
It was as if the entire world would be reshaped by this punch.

The fist's force, like a surging tide, swept towards the young demon king, attempting to block his all-consuming attack.

"Shatter the Universe and Suppress the World!"

The warrior clad in ancient bronze armor unleashed a deafening roar that seemed to shake the entire universe.

Every word contained his boundless strength, indomitable will, and unwavering commitment to his mission, echoing like a resounding bell in the turbulent void.

boom! ! !
The force of the punch seemed to possess the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

The vast space in front of them was like a fragile glass mirror. In that instant, it could not withstand this unparalleled power and silently crumbled and annihilated inch by inch!
The shattered fragments of space shimmered with a strange light, like broken pieces of stars, before being rapidly swallowed by an invisible force, forming a massive, all-consuming black hole.

This black hole is deep and terrifying, like an abyss of the universe, exuding a chilling aura.

This is an unparalleled imperial fist capable of shattering stars and collapsing star fields with a single punch. It is the strongest strike unleashed by a martial artist who has devoted his entire life's learning and burned his own essence. He firmly believes that this punch will definitely stop the young demon king who is attacking like the Grim Reaper.

However, that annihilating purple lightning, like a deathly light from the depths of the underworld, carried endless destructive intent and regarded the black hole of destruction as nothing!
It was like a nimble yet ruthless purple dragon, moving freely through the darkness and rushing straight toward the black hole.

puff!
A soft sound, like a hot knife slicing through solidified butter, was particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere.

The world-destroying power unleashed by the majestic Emperor Fist, the void black hole that could devour stars and make all things tremble, was as fragile as paper before that extremely refined purple spear line.